Swallowing the Pill Bug

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Swallowing the Pill Bug

Swallowing the Pill Bug

The tea flowed forth from china,
an accidental indoor tsunami
slopped over woollen shores

Warm tides absorbed, you lie unnoticed,
striving for normal service to resume.

Your guardian angel blinks
as I sponge the floor, not hearing,
the sickening dislocation of your segments,
or the snapping of your legs.

Silent, yet twitching
you reveal your tresspass
and despite my rent paid in full,
I feel I no longer belong.

Easier to move on were you dead,
I cannot nurse you back to health,
cannot leave you to suffer,
will not be responsible
for this conscious waste of you.

With careful consideration
I place you between my lips.
Having not the heart to chew
I am simply left to swallow
this consequence of me.

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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